The Big Cat

I’m not sure where she was before she arrived
or where she was headed
But the cat knew the way
She clung on like her life depended on it
The big cat jumped so high,
I could see galaxies.
she saw em too but only for a brief second
because she buried her face
back into its fur
She was up high, too high
Anything up that high
had to be so far from the ground
if she looked, she’d lose her dinner
and at least half her lunch

I do wonder if she made it?
I wonder where a small girl
with the strength she had to hang on
would go?
I knew for sure,
I wanted strong girls like her
down here
to help me hang on

Saschia Johnson

Photo by Felix Mittermeier on

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